Life Without Photography
Do you think of landscape photography as being a quiet, peaceful, contemplative activity? Is a photograph the product of a measured, leisurely process, whereby a photographer’s vision and skills come together in perfect harmony with Mother Nature? Do you return from photographic sessions cleansed, relaxed and tranquil, at one with the world? Well, I hope so. Such sessions are to be savoured. But more often than not my photographic forays consist of lung bursting activity toiling up a steep hill lugging a gargantuan photo-backpack, followed by a lengthy vigil with a rapidly cooling, sweaty back, a few frantic minutes of creativity kneeling by the tripod, then the long trudge back. There is no doubt about it, this game can be physically demanding.
I’m tapping this despatch out laboriously with one hand. Without wishing to sound like a hypochondriac, my black and blue swollen ankle, dodgy knee and big white arm, in a cast from fingers to shoulder, are testaments to the toils of recent trips. I am currently a somewhat battered photographer.
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